We thought philosophy ought to be patient and unravel people's mental blocks. Trouble with doing that is, once you've unravelled them, their heads fall off.

As Oscar Wilde should have said, when bad ideas have nowhere else to go, they emigrate to America and become university courses.

At last, after innumerable glamorous and frightful years, mankind approaches a war which is totally predictable from beginning to end.

Truth maybe stranger than fiction, but fiction is truer.

People resent articulacy, as if articulacy were a form of vice.

Words, isolated in the velvet of radio, took on a jeweled particularity. Television has quite the opposite effect: words are drowned in the visual soup in which they are obliged to be served.

Your idea of fidelity is not having more than one man in bed at the same time.